Flesh
spread the gasp
of your most beautiful sin:
you are like a garden
empty yourself
in the one that snaps
the golden tapestry of your bloom
docile
like creatures awaiting for god
as naked roses
the hundred disordered hairs
flesh… flesh of mine!
call intensely,
restless holder:
open!
you are like a garden
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